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the flat land； Sam half…expected to see a fireball or hear a distant rumble。 Nothing happened。 Wedge even managed to catch a little nap。
The truck stop cafe was crowded when they arrived。 As always； Rollie eased from his seat and closed the passenger door。 〃Until we meet again；〃 he said with a smile through the open window； then walked to his rental car。 Sam watched him swagger away； and marveled once more at the coolness of Rollie Wedge。
It was by now a few minutes after five…thirty； and a hint of orange was peeking through the darkness to the east。 Sam pulled the green Pontiac onto Highway 61； and headed south。
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The horror of the Kramer bombing actually began about the time Rollie Wedge and Sam Cayhall parted ways in Cleveland。 It started with the alarm clock on a nightstand not far from Ruth Kramer's pillow。 When it erupted at five…thirty； the usual hour； Ruth knew instantly that she was a very sick woman。 She had a slight fever； a vicious pain in her temples； and she was quite nauseous。 Marvin helped her to the bathroom not far away where she stayed for thirty minutes。 A nasty flu bug had been circulating through Greenville for a month； and had now found its way into the Kramer home。
The maid woke the twins； josh and John； now five years old； at six…thirty； and quickly had them bathed； dressed； and fed。 Marvin thought it best to take them to nursery school as planned and get them out of the house and； he hoped； away from the virus。 He called a doctor friend for a prescription； and left the maid twenty dollars to pick up the medication at the pharmacy in an hour。 He said good…bye to Ruth； who was lying on the floor of the bathroom with a pillow under her head and an icepack over her face； and left the house with the boys。
Not all of his practice was devoted to civil rights litigation； there was not enough of that to survive on in Mississippi in 1967。 He handled a few criminal cases and other generic civil matters： divorces； zoning； bankruptcy； real estate。 And despite the fact that his father barely spoke to him； and the rest of the Kramers barely uttered his name； Marvin spent a third of his time at the office working on family business。 On this particular morning； he was scheduled to appear in court at 9 A。M。 to argue a motion in a lawsuit involving his uncle's real estate。
The twins loved his law office。 They were not due at nursery school until eight； so Marvin could work a little before delivering the boys and heading on to court。 This happened perhaps once a month。 In fact； hardly a day passed without one of the twins begging Marvin to take them to his office first and then to nursery school。
They arrived at the office around seven…thirty； and once inside； the twins went straight for the secretary's desk and the thick stack of typing paper； all waiting to be cut and copied and stapled and folded into envelopes。 The office was a sprawling structure； built over time with additions here and there。 The front door opened into a small foyer where the receptionist's desk sat almost under a stairway。 Four chairs for waiting clients hugged the wall。 Magazines were scattered under the chairs。 To the right and left of the foyer were small offices for lawyers … Marvin now had three associates working for him。 A hallway ran directly from the foyer through the center of the downstairs； so from the front door the rear of the building could be seen some eighty feet away。 Marvin's office was the largest room downstairs； and it was the last door on the left； next to the cluttered closet。 Just across the hall from the closet was Marvin's secretary's office。 Her name was Helen； a shapely young woman Marvin had been dreaming about for eighteen months。
Upstairs on the second floor were the cramped offices of another lawyer and two secretaries。 The third floor had no heat or air conditioning； and was used for storage。
He normally arrived at the office between seven…thirty and eight because he enjoyed a quiet hour before the rest of the firm arrived and the phone started ringing。 As usual； he was the first to arrive on Friday； April 21。
He unlocked the front door； turned on the light switch； and stopped in the foyer。 He lectured the twins about making a mess on Helen's desk； but they were off down the hallway and didn't hear a word。 Josh already had the scissors and John the stapler by the time Marvin stuck his head in for the first time and warned them。 He smiled to himself； then went to his office where he was soon deep in research。
At about a quarter to eight； he would recall later from the hospital； Marvin climbed the stairs to the third floor to retrieve an old file which； he thought at the time； had some relevance to the case he was preparing。 He mumbled something to himself as he bounced up the steps。 As things evolved； the old file saved his life。 The boys were laughing somewhere down the hall。
The blast shot upward and horizontally at several thousand feet per second。 Fifteen sticks of dynamite in the center of a wooden framed building will reduce it to splinters and rubble in a matter of seconds。 It took a full minute for the jagged slivers of wood and other debris to return to earth。 The ground seemed to shake like a small earthquake； and； as witnesses would later describe； bits of glass sprinkled downtown Greenville for what seemed like an eternity。
Josh and John Kramer were less than fifteen feet from the epicenter of the blast； and fortunately never knew what hit them。 They did not suffer。 Their mangled bodies were found under eight feet of rubble by local firemen。 Marvin Kramer was thrown first against the ceiling of the third floor； then； unconscious； fell along with the remnants of the roof into the smoking crater in the center of the building。 He was found twenty minutes later and rushed to the hospital。 Within three hours； both legs were amputated at the knees。
The time of the blast was exactly seven fortysix； and this in itself was somewhat fortunate。 Helen； Marvin's secretary； was leaving the post office four blocks away and felt the blast。 Another ten minutes； and she would have been inside making coffee。 David Lukland； a young associate in the law firm； lived three blocks away； and had just locked his apartment door when he heard and felt the blast。 Another ten minutes； and he would've been picking through his mail in his second…floor office。
A small fire was ignited in the office building next door； and though it was quickly contained it added greatly to the excitement。 The smoke was heavy for a few moments； and this sent people scurrying。
There were two injuries to pedestrians。 A three…foot section of a two…by…four landed on a sidewalk a hundred yards away； bounced once； then hit Mrs。 Mildred Talton square in the face as she stepped away from her parked car and looked in the direction of the explosion。 She received a broken nose and a nasty laceration； but recovered in due course。
The second injury was very minor but very significant。 A stranger by the name of Sam Cayhall was walking slowly toward the Kramer office when the ground shook so hard he lost his footing and tripped on a street curb。 As he struggled to his feet； he was hi